Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

Once everything is over and I no longer have to play the role, will I still be able to find this kind of friendship?

Funina thought to herself absentmindedly, glancing at Luna involuntarily.

Once the role-playing is over, she can make friends. But how should she tell Luna? She's rejected her several times already!

It's embarrassing to even think about, so I'd better not.

“Since Nana and Miss Clorind…” Luna began softly.

"Just call me Clorinde, and I'll call you Luna too."

Clarinde hesitated for a second, then asked, "Or would Lulu be better?"

Navia's gaze immediately settled on Luna's skin; without turning her head, she could clearly feel Luna staring intently at her.

"Just use whichever name you think is best," Luna said with a smile.

Navia stared at Clorinde's face again.

Is someone going to call Luna "Lulu" again?

Clarind nodded: "Then Luna. After all, Navia seems reluctant to let me call you Lulu."

“I…I’m not unwilling…” Navia’s face flushed slightly.

Claurind smiled faintly and said, "Then, Lulu. I'll call her that from now on."

This nickname sounds quite delicious, like a sweet and refreshing drink.

"It still doesn't work!" Navia couldn't help but stand up and say.

The tea party continued after a short while.

However, the atmosphere has changed.

Navia suddenly remembered: "By the way, what exactly is the Primordial Fetal Sea? We only know its name, but it can dissolve the Fontaine people, so it must be something extraordinary."

Navelette put down her teacup and gave a brief explanation.

"If I had to put it in perspective, the name 'Primordial Ocean of Conception' is quite fitting for the nature of this liquid. It must be said that Vasher and his associates have likely conducted a very thorough and meticulous investigation..."

"What the general public may not know is that there was once a special sea on this planet, whose water quality was very different from that of today, and it nurtured most of the life on Teyvat."

"The primeval ocean?" Luna wondered.

"But the original womb no longer exists on the surface of this planet; it should be in the deeper depths below."

"I can't be sure whether what Vasher discovered was an exception, a relic from ancient times, or something else—"

Luna whispered, "A sign of prophecy."

Navelette nodded slowly and solemnly.

Funina's eyes flickered, and she looked away.

The seawater, which should be nurturing life, instead swallows and dissolves life, and the dissolved consciousness also flows into the water, which is completely contrary to common sense.

Why are only the people of Fontainebleau dissolved?

The problem clearly stemmed from the people of Fontainebleau themselves, Luna thought, touching her palm.

But she is of Mondstadt and Liyue mixed blood, so even if she wanted to study herself, she couldn't.

"As for the prophecy, I think Furina should know more about it than I do."

Funina pursed her lips.

Navia, Luna, and Clorind all turned their gazes toward her.

Don't look at me... I wish I really knew everything. Funina thought to herself, but still raised her chin and said with considerable confidence:

"You can rest assured, everyone. The prophecy may not necessarily come true, and even if it does, with me, Fucaros, here, what is there to fear?"

Ignoring her exaggerated performance, Navelette said bluntly, "You've been on guard against it all along. I know that since you took office as a god, you've been keeping an eye on the seawater data and intelligence in all parts of Fontaine."

"That was just me testing humanity!"

Funina smoothed her hair.

"It has to be admitted that the Geo Archon of Liyue was quite farsighted; humanity cannot survive under the protection of gods forever."

"Excessive protection will only limit its growth. I have my own methods for prophecy, but I just want to see if humanity can reach even a hair on my head with all its wisdom."

So let's stop talking about this!

Otherwise, she would just keep repeating the same things over and over.

Navia asked with some skepticism, "Really?"

“Of course it’s true! How dare you question the wisdom and power of the gods!” Funina retorted immediately.

"Could you perhaps give me a hint about what Lady Funina plans to do?"

Funina's eyes widened, then she cleared her throat and said, "Ahem! My plan is absolutely confidential. If it's exposed, then..."

Everyone will die.

“Then it will fail,” she whispered.

Navia and Luna exchanged a glance.

The hint of heaviness that flashed in Funina's eyes just now was genuine.

Navia was naturally at a loss for words upon seeing this, thinking to herself: Humans and gods are indeed different.

"It means just trust Lady Funina," Luna said.

"Correct!"

Do not doubt, do not question.

"Trust in your God!"

Otherwise, she herself would start to have doubts.

After all, I can't be considered strong. Funina thought to herself.

123: A Secret Rendezvous with Xia Worei

At night, a lithe figure flashed across the night sky.

Luna has now transformed into the phantom thief White Cat, but her goal is not the treasure, but something inside the opera house.

Perhaps because Linni had previously infiltrated the core room of the Prophet, the security at the Opicley Opera House had been more than doubled.

However, none of this is a problem for Luna.

The last guard collapsed to the ground. Luna lifted her foot, stepped over his body, and stood on the stage.

There are other ways to get to the core room below the Prophet, but this is the fastest.

The sword was plunged into a crack in the floor, triggering a mechanism.

Click... The center of the stage drops down.

The stage setup in an opera house cannot be changed every time it is used; both magic shows and theatrical performances require underground space.

Luna leaped down and headed towards the core room beneath the Prophet.

Before long, an indescribable feeling welled up inside her. She immediately understood that the key lay behind that door.

The door was locked, and with many locks, which were probably installed by the law enforcement after Linni broke in.

But it's not difficult to pry them open.

Unlocking and pushing open the door, Luna saw a dazzling light in the vast space—a huge crystal like a gemstone.

"This is the core of the Prophecy Machine..."

A massive amount of compensatory energy had gathered here, and Luna could vaguely sense it.

Linni said he heard human voices at the time.

Luna silently approached the crystal, and sure enough, a voice rang in her ears.

But this wasn't a voice; it was a melody...

"singing?"

Luna looked around and, after confirming that there were no recording devices nearby, she was certain that the sound was coming from the core of the oracle.

She had previously thought that Funina's true identity might be inside.

The gods store their power in the revelation machine, thereby transforming the people's faith into a mixture of law and power... This is her idea, but there is no evidence to support it.

Now she can see if that's really the case.

Luna slowly reached out and touched the core.

The singing continued, seemingly oblivious to her presence.

"Who are you?" Luna asked softly.

There was no response; the singing seemed destined to never stop. Even activating elemental power couldn't revive anything.

It's really unbelievable.

Luna withdrew her hand and searched the room again, but unfortunately found nothing.

"...Go back."

This situation was also anticipated.

Sometimes the truth is harder to obtain than treasure. Luna knew this all too well.

"Luna." A voice sounded from behind.

"!"

Luna immediately turned around, but only silence and stillness responded to her.

It was as if everything just now was an auditory hallucination.

"......"